User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March/@comment-1298206-20130321015219/@comment-1298206-20130326213026

''As the water rat archers rise from their hiding spot, Tikus makes a dash for the tall grass a little farther up the bank. He lies on the ground, breathing heavily as the adrenaline rushes through his body. The shrew readies himself to strike out at any water rat who comes within his reach''